Sword of Coming

Xiao Mo walked towards the fortune-telling stall with Xianwei. In Xianwei's opinion, the stall was a bit shabby. There was only one table and one fortune teller, and no banners were erected to write about the iron-mouthed god. This Cao Cao Although Mo is an immortal master, he is not experienced enough in terms of martial arts experience. That's all. Since he is now hanging out with Cao Mo, he can teach him his unique skills for free.

However, the immortal captain was still confused and couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Mo, why didn't Cao Mo accept the fairy coin in the end? If I read it correctly, it is the snow coin commonly used by the immortals in the mountains according to legend?"

Do all the gods on the mountain not regard money as money?

Xiao Mo said: "It's hard to give up good money. Those who can give up good money are the masters."

Even if the Xianwei has heard these useless principles in books, if he takes them out and compiles them into a book, he can fill several baskets, but the money in his pocket will still be cleaner than his face?

Seeing that Cao Mo was about to put away the lottery tube on the table, Xianwei immediately became anxious. Are you going to close the stall now? How can you be so careless about making money!

Xianwei sat down on the bench, took the bamboo stick from Chen Pingan's hand, shook the bamboo tube vigorously, and shook out a bamboo stick. He looked at it intently and muttered to himself, seemingly talking to the green-shirted Taoist robe. During the conversation with the Immortal Commander, the Xianwei looked startled, sometimes frowned, sometimes nodded, occasionally asked a question, and finally his face flushed, he raised his voice and said excitedly, Immortal Chief, this lottery is extremely accurate, God, Immortal What a miracle! The Immortal Captain stood up, gave a decent Taoist inspection, then took out the gold ingot from his sleeve, placed it heavily on the table, and asked the Immortal Chief to teach him how to crack it...

Xiao Mo stood aside, watching this idiot make a fool of himself. Xiao Mo had nothing to say and could only pretend not to know this person.

In fact, Chen Pingan was silent from beginning to end. Looking at Xian Wei's eager face, and then looking down at the gold ingot on the table, Chen Pingan rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache.

This is not a street, but a fairyland ferry. With your tricks and poor acting skills, you can't deceive people.

After all, you Xianwei is a half-hearted Qi practitioner. As a result, you traveled north and slept in the open air. You ate wine and meat just like the New Year, but in the end you only saved a gold ingot. You really can't blame others.

Now that he is grown up, in terms of firepower, his skills are worse than those of Pei Qian when he was a child.

He would also be implicated in being treated as a liar.

As expected, the passers-by on the road near the fortune-telling stall were either genealogy masters, wild cultivators from the mountains and rivers, or seasoned veterans, all looking at the immortal captain like a fool.

These two swindlers must be very short of money, so they came to Jin Sudu to pretend to be a ghost. Maybe they are too poor to open the pot, so they are so panic-stricken? Just like setting up a fortune-telling stall in front of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, or playing chess among the colorful clouds in Baidi City, how much money can you make?

Chen Ping'an raised his chin, and Xianwei also noticed that nearby passers-by intentionally or unintentionally stayed away from the fortune-telling stall, so he had to put away the gold ingot angrily, and did not dare to put it with the package in the wing of the house, for fear of being robbed by thieves. You complain everywhere, so you have to carry it with you to feel at ease. Chen Pingan put the lottery tube he made last night into his sleeve and reminded Xianwei that he could get up. Chen Pingan reached out and patted the table and waved his sleeve again. The tables and chairs were scattered and empty.

The Xianwei was dumbfounded. Is this an Xianjia magic that was created out of nothing? Then can I learn from Cao Mo how to turn stone into gold?

The three of them left the ferry and returned to the capital along a wide official road. Xianwei sighed and walked again.

Chen Pingan glanced at the immortal captain's hairpin and asked in his heart: "Xiao Mo, what do you think the immortal captain in front of you is doing now?"

Assuming that this fake Taoist priest named Nianjing and nicknamed Xianwei is the first "Taoist" in the world, then according to the secret files at the summer palace, this "Taoist" with great luck has already fallen in that scene. During the Dengtian War, there was no doubt about this, because when Chen Ping'an returned to Haoran, he asked the Lisheng, and the Lisheng said personally that this senior was indeed dead.

After this Taoist with great merits in the world died in battle, even the Taoist hairpin was left in the world. It was eventually picked up by Gui Lingxiang, the founding father of the Immortal Hairpin City, on the earth, and from then on he walked on the earth. After embarking on the path of spiritual practice, she sat in the blessed land of Yaoguang, but she focused her efforts on building an Immortal Hairpin City as high as the sky.

Generally speaking, this Taoist should be similar to the reincarnation of Bingjie. The immortal captain next to Chen Pingan at the moment is most likely the remnant of the Taoist's soul.

The reincarnation of the gods of the ancient heaven can rely on their pure divinity. This "true body" is like falling into a long sleep. Whether it is supported by human or demon monks, the decay of the skin can be life and death, and the divinity can not be reduced or increased at all. The problem is that Xianwei is a cultivator, not a god. Logically speaking, it started from the "military war" ten thousand years ago. Every time he is reincarnated, the old souls continue to disperse, and new souls are constantly being replaced. The longer the years, the more the loss. The more people there are, the less and less they will become like the original Taoist.

unless.

Unless that Taoist has actually been reincarnated only a few times or even once in thousands of years? !

Xiao Mo was a little embarrassed, "In this matter, Xiao Mo doesn't dare to say anything nonsense. Young Master asked Yu blindly."

When it comes to the reincarnation of cultivators, Xiao Mo is a true layman, because thousands of years ago, cultivators, regardless of human race or monster race, almost only lived and died in one life.

As for magic, after ten thousand years, the heights before and after ten thousand years are roughly the same, and the difference is not too big.

However, it can be said that there are many types of Qi Practitioners today, and their styles are complex. I only talk about the quantity and breadth, not the pure killing power and lofty Taoist techniques. Compared with thousands of years ago, there are indeed many more thousands of techniques.

Chen Pingan nodded, it doesn't matter, just put the matter on hold for now.

In order to determine the identity and realm of the Immortal Captain, he could not use vicious means of arresting the soul. Chen Pingan was neither willing nor dared to do so.

Moreover, the Xianwei really has a close relationship with the Taoist, or he may be hiding his clumsiness intentionally, such as coming to his side to regain his position for the sake of the Immortal Hairpin City. With Chen Pingan's current methods, it is really of no use.

However, Chen Ping'an believed that this possibility was unlikely, and he judged a gentleman with a villain's heart. After all, the other party was a Taoist who did not hesitate to live and die and paved the way for the world to reach heaven.

Or is it that the other party uses some incredible secret method to deceive the universe through self-deception? Hiding the truth for ten thousand years?

In addition, Chen Ping'an also worried about whether it was Zou Zi's plan, or whether he was involved with Zou Zi.

If we just go by Xianwei's own words, he was blessed with deep blessings when he was young. By chance, and with the smoke coming from his ancestral grave, he picked up a fragment of an immortal book, and he began to abandon literature and cultivate immortality.

Therefore, Xianwei doesn't know the divisions of realms on the mountain now. He can only know some of the scenery of "land gods" through those strange novels.

Xianwei is currently in the Liujin Realm of the Lower Five Realms, which is also the so-called Liuren Realm. Moreover, there is probably no preacher, no guidance from any master, and no natal things. Xianwei has only a smattering of knowledge about spiritual practice, and he is even more ignorant about harnessing spiritual energy to perform magic.

This guy who pretended to be a Taoist priest and cheated all the way was used to the world. He had seen a lot of immortal dances. He had deceived people and was deceived by others. The worst time was when he just went out. The scholar met the soldiers. In the wilderness, I encountered a group of bandits who had turned into bandits. Because Xianwei was literate and spoke elegantly, he was captured and worked as a dog-headed military advisor and accountant for several months. He managed to get along just fine, and Xianwei escaped down the mountain. At that time, there was an extra plaque in the lobby. It was Xianwei's handwriting. The four characters in the list were "God rewards those who work hard."

In fact, the person in the world who can best solve this matter and this mystery is the Lord of Baidi City who once tried hard to prove that he was not the Taoist.

There was a rumor circulating on the top of Haoran Mountain that at that time Zheng Juzhong had not yet reached the Fourteenth Realm, his senior brother Cui Chan was still the first disciple of Wen Sheng, and the two sides had just played the Tenth Game of Caiyun.

If you have little talent and temperament, don't learn to be immortal.

If you are not extremely smart, don’t learn to embroider a tiger.

Chen Ping'an remembered an explanation for no reason and said: "Cui Dongshan once made a metaphor. Being born as a human being is like a boat made of wood. Later, he was reincarnated and his soul was separated. He demolished the east wall to mend the west wall and mended the seams. Over time, how to distinguish the new ones? The boat is the same as the old boat, are they the same?”

Xiao Mo immediately checked the Xinhu books out of habit and asked: "Master, does this belong to the famous debate skills and involves the 'correct names of things'?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "My husband, although he has a general impression of famous people and thinks that this knowledge can easily become sophistry, he still feels sorry for the decline of famous people nowadays. He said that the knowledge of famous people should not be too great, but famous people It can’t be all or nothing.”

Xiao Mo hesitated for a moment, then said frankly: "I don't suggest that you keep Xian Wei by your side. It's better to hand this person over to the Confucian Temple directly."

There are too many accidents, and if anything happens, the consequences will be disastrous.

It is obviously safer to leave it to the Chinese Confucian Temple.

Chen Ping'an patiently explained: "I have long been used to this kind of thing. Besides, the fun of practicing is not only breaking through obstacles and climbing high, but also still unknown and solving mysteries. Finally, and the most important thing, I don't think I will become an immortal." If you push something away from yourself, you can avoid something, but it is very likely to be counterproductive. What is far away is often close to you, and what is close to you may actually be far away. "

Xiao Mo said with a smile: "I am narrow-minded, not as broad-minded as the young master."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Then drink more, the sky and the earth are not bigger than a wine bowl."

Xianwei raised his palms between his brows and looked into the distance. There seemed to be a wine shop with a flag hanging on the roadside, and some wine bugs rebelled in his stomach. He quickly asked: "Master Cao, are you hungry?"

Over at Xiaomo, Xianwei called Cao Mo by his first name.

But on Chen Ping'an's side, Xianwei was still very particular about what he ordered.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the small wine shop that occupied a small area. The content on Qizhaozi was written in a fairy-like manner. He dismounted and turned around and left it behind forever.

In fact, I noticed it when I came here. It was a place selling fake wine. It was not an ordinary shady one. As long as it was the Xianjia wine that was famous in the mountains, it was sold there. Not to mention Changchun Palace wine, Shujian Lake’s wine Wutiao wine and even the Osmanthus fermented wine from Laolongcheng are available. Maybe it's because the prices of drinks are too cheap, but there are quite a few people buying drinks there.

One really dares to sell, the other really dares to drink.

Xianwei was really greedy for the drink, and he was dragged by Xiaomo to put up talismans at that house early in the morning. Now he was hungry, so he continued to encourage Cao Xianshi to go to the wine shop, saying that this kind of ferry with a mixed bag of fish and dragons might not be destined. You can meet a strange person. If you meet each other, it will be a blessing. Xianwei kept chattering as he walked, and then Chen Pingan dismissed the other party's idea with just one sentence, saying that it would be fine to drink and eat, you come to treat me.

The Xianwei immediately changed the subject, "Master Cao, are all the sweet golden syrup, immortal wine, and immortal fruits in the mountains mentioned in the book true? For example, the pear and fire dates, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma bibimbap, and the thousand-year-old mountain ginseng stew. Master Cao Xian has tasted the old duck pot, how does it taste?"

Chen Ping'an was very angry when he heard this. In his life, when he went out, whether it was in the rivers, lakes or mountains, he rarely spent extravagantly on food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Seeing the displeasure on Master Cao's face, the Immortal Captain immediately stopped talking, glanced at Qi Zhaozi, and said, "The writing is so immortal. Generally speaking, there must be immortals drinking the immortal brew, but it is a pity that we missed it."

Chen Ping's arrangement turned a deaf ear.

Last night, Ning Yao told Chen Ping'an, who was reading a book in Renyun Yiyun Building, that the retreat would be over soon, with at most two days left.

Chen Pingan told her not to worry, it would only take a day or two.

I just received a Feijian letter from Luolu Mountain not long ago, and I may need to attend a wedding banquet here in the capital tomorrow.

Xiao Mo patted Xian Wei on the shoulder.

Xianwei asked doubtfully: "Xiao Mo, what are you doing?"

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "Walking well, talking is tiring."

The Xianwei sighed, he was poor and had short ambitions, so he had to be taught how to behave by a follower.

When Chen Ping'an passed by the wine shop, he suddenly stopped, turned around and walked straight into the wine shop, because there was a man in white clothes inside, occupying a table to himself and drinking.

Xianwei really hit the mark with his words.

Zheng Juzhong raised his wine bowl and said with a smile, "What a coincidence."

Chen Pingan walked to the wine table, bowed to Zheng Juzhong, called Mr. Zheng, and just sat down silently. There were three empty wine bowls on the wine table. Zheng Juzhong was obviously waiting for his group to pass by the wine shop.

Chen Ping'an was sure that the Zheng Juzhong in his eyes and the man in white in the eyes of many drinkers in the wine shop were two different people.

No need for Zheng Juzhong to say anything, the puzzle in Chen Ping'an's mind is half solved.

Chen Ping'an didn't feel that he was worthy of letting Zheng Juzhong wait. It must be because of the immortal captain next to him.

Xianwei sat down gracefully, but Xiaomo stood behind Chen Pingan after helping pour the wine.

Because the other party did not use any cover-up trick on him, Xiao Mo knew the identity of the man in front of him and recognized him at a glance.

He followed Chen Ping'an to Haoran World. Although it was not long ago, Xiao Mo was extremely focused on collecting some information from the mountains and identifying the handful of people who were the most capable in Haoran World. Of course, all of them were at the peak of the Ascension Realm. Remember them all silently.

Zheng Juzhong glanced at the Xianwei at the same table and said: "If you scratch the wine with a hairpin, the hairpin will be gone in a moment, just like someone grinding ink. Your reputation and reputation will be destroyed forever."

The Xianwei was happy, good guy, if you want to talk about these nonsense, I can't defeat Master Cao, so why am I afraid of you?

He picked up the wine bowl with two fingers, and without any thought of words or words, the young Taoist priest began to talk nonsense in a serious manner. He shook the wine bowl gently, took a sniff, and said with a smile: "The Tao is higher than the devil, and the destiny is many. Damn it, just call Naihe."

Chen Pingan's eyelids trembled when he heard this.

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "It's a joy to congratulate you for your good words and actions."

The Immortal Captain felt sorry for himself and said: "Life in heaven is like a boat on dry land. What can I do? Do you want me to defy heaven?"

Anyway, there is only one purpose, words can calm people down.

Zheng Juzhong smiled, stood up, and left.

A small summer coin was left on the table as drink money.

Zheng Juzhong only said three words to Chen Pingan from his heart, "It's not serious."

This is probably the way to teach Chen Pingan how to get along with Xianwei.

Chen Ping'an replied from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng, for your teaching."

After Zheng Juzhong walked out of the wine shop, Chen Pingan put the Xiaoshu money in his sleeve and shouted to the shopkeeper: "Let's pay the bill first."

The Xianwei was confused and asked: "Master Cao, who are you? His words are quite unreliable. Fortunately, he is a decent person and knows how to leave the drink money."

Chen Ping'an still didn't bother to pay attention to this guy. He just gave the wine shop owner a piece of snow money and drank the so-called Changchun Palace Immortal Brew on the table.

Chen Pingan let Xiao Mo sit and drink, then he lowered his head and took a sip of wine, and asked in his heart: "Xiao Mo, those four flying swords of yours?"

When he met Xianwei for the first time at the inn, Xiao Mo used four flying swords.

Xiao Mo didn't have any hidden secrets, and said straightforwardly: "Three of the flying swords are mainly for attacking, and one is for assisting in practice, but they seem very useless now. The four flying swords have never been named. Young Master may still be needed in the future. I'll do it for you. Of the first three, one of them is Xiaomo's favorite, because it can pull a star from the sky and fall to the earth. If you want to ask someone for a sword, you need to really fight hard, and success or failure depends on it. The other two are very mediocre. , a natal magical power that can imitate other people's flying swords. Unfortunately, this will not last long, and it will drop a rank, and the killing power will be reduced a lot. It is better than nothing. There is also a flying sword that can temporarily build a prison to detain Taoists. Soul still belongs to the side of swordsmanship and is not the right path of swordsmanship, so when I asked people about swordsmanship in the early years, I didn’t like to use these flying swords, they were fancy and impractical.”

"The last flying sword was extremely beneficial to my practice in the early stage. It once allowed me to climb high very quickly. Of course, it is nothing compared to the master's overwhelming power. This sword can allow me to draw a lot of energy from the world without any need for refining. Until the spiritual energy within a thousand miles radius becomes what today's Qi practitioners call a 'lawless place', I can put away my flying sword and go to practice elsewhere. In my early years, when I became an Earth Immortal...today's Immortal Realm After that, this flying sword won’t have much meaning, so it’s useless to talk about it.”

"In the future, if I follow the young master and meet a promising sword fairy embryo, Xiaomo will also recruit a few direct disciples and teach them sword skills carefully until one day I find a suitable candidate who can be my close disciple. As long as the other person If my Taoist heart is strong enough, I will take out this natal flying sword and give it to this proud disciple."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Xiao Mo, don't just talk, drink more."

Xiao Mo had a look of longing and asked: "Master, is there a suitable candidate in our Luo Luo Mountain? If there happens to be such a sword immortal embryo in the mountain, I don't have to go to so much trouble and just find a closed disciple."

It's not a joke.

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine, waved his hand and said politely: "I'm not such a childish person like you, take your time."

Seeing that the immortal captain looked a little dazed, Chen Pingan asked: "What's wrong?"

The Xianwei patted his stomach and said aggrievedly: "I can't satisfy my hunger with wine, I'm hungry."

He had never thought that this wine shop only sold drinks and not food. Moreover, the owner of the wine shop is just a man, which is very different from what is written in the book. What kind of woman sells wine, she is round and beautiful, and she is ready to be revealed.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "When we get to the capital, let Xiaomo buy you some breakfast."

The Xianwei frowned when he heard this and said: "There are still more than ten miles to go. Master Cao, with my foot power, I can walk back slowly. I can't delay your business?"

Chen Pingan laughed it off and turned to look outside the wine shop. People were coming and going, and passers-by were in a hurry.

Something to drink with.

Moonlight, beauty, dirty talk.

Hometown, longing, dreams.

Chen Pingan waited for Xianwei to finish drinking slowly, and the three of them left the wine shop together. Xianwei was lingering for a while, feeling sleepy and lacking energy when he thought about how far he still had to go. Fortunately, Master Cao was still considerate, and turned around. On the way out of the official road, by the shallow water of the reed flowers, Xiao Mo was asked to grab the Xianwei's shoulder, while Chen Ping'an used his water cloud body to return to the capital together.

The three of them came to a small Taoist temple whose appearance did not reveal their identity at all.

Xianwei was munching on the sesame seed cakes that Xiaomo had bought for him. Two of them were rolled together. They were stuffed with dried plums, vegetables and meat. They were delicious and filling.

Chen Ping'an stood on the street outside the capital's main government office with his hands in his sleeves, as if he was not in a hurry to visit.

Xiao Mo saw that his young master did not move, so he took a few steps forward, bent down and looked down at the stone tablet erected next to the steps. The person who erected the tablet was the Taoist leader of the Chongxu Bureau of the Great Li Dynasty. According to the inscription, a person With a long list of titles, the disciple of Sandong led the Taoist priest of the capital to the master of Chongxu Pavilion, Wu Lingjing of She County.

When he and Ning Yao passed by this place before, Chen Ping'an also wondered who this Wu Lingjing was and how he could hold the title of "Daoshi Zheng" and be in charge of dozens of Daozhengs in the Dali court, which was equivalent to directly drawing a clear line with Shen Gaozong. Later, when I looked through the files at the Qintian Prison in the capital, I found out that he was the middle-aged Taoist from Baiyun Temple in Qingluan Kingdom. According to the current Dali official circles, the reason why this man was able to rise to heaven in one step and take charge of the affairs of Chongxu Bureau was because he was accompanying the capital. Liu Lao Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites strongly recommended it. It is reasonable for the friendship between fellow villagers to make chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Not only the Chongxu Bureau, but also the white-robed monk from the Dali Translation Bureau and the Buddhist Dragon Xiang who received the title of Tripitaka Master also came from the Qingluan Kingdom and from the Baishui Temple.

The Xianwei said vaguely: "Master Cao, what are you doing here?"

Chen Pingan said: "Walking around."

Xianwei asked again: "Then why don't we go in?"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Can't I wait for you to finish eating first?"

Xianwei said oh, he had no idea what the so-called "Beijing Daozheng Yamen Office" on the plaque was about. He just felt that such a small Taoist temple with no dignity at all, from a small family, could not scare him, a fake Taoist priest. .

After Xianwei finished eating, he clapped his hands and said, "Let's go and have a look."

The concierge of Xiaoguan is a little Taoist boy. Chen Pingan claims to be a friend of Daolu Geling and comes to Taoist temple to have a cup of tea.

As soon as he heard that he was a good friend of Ge Daolu, the little Taoist boy let him go, otherwise his Taoist temple would not accept ordinary outsiders.

Daozheng of the capital quickly greeted him in person. He was an old monk in the Golden Core Realm. He held a fly whisk in his hand, bowed his head, and said with a respectful expression: "I have met Master Chen."

Chen Ping'an bowed in return and said with a smile, "Sorry for bothering you."

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Where is it? It is an honor for the Daolu Academy to have Master Chen Shan here."

After leading the three people to sit down in a room, the old Taoist asked the Taoist priest from the government office to bring tea to the three distinguished guests.

The old Taoist asked softly: "I heard that Master Chen has been cultivating at the Great Wall of Sword Qi for many years. During this period, has he ever discussed Taoism and exchange knowledge with the Saint Bai Yujing who sits in the sky?"

It refers to the city lord of Shenxiao City in the twelve cities on the fifth floor of Baiyujing.

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "I just met him from a distance, and I have no interaction with the old god."

It's actually a pity.

When I travel around the world of Qingming in the future, I will definitely pay a visit to Shenxiao City. Of course, it’s just a literal visit.

As for the Purple Qi Tower and others, that is another matter.

The old Taoist was just nodding his head, and when Chen Jianxian had finished drinking tea, he asked if he could walk around in the Taoist temple. The old man smiled and said there was nothing wrong with this, and Shanzhu Chen could walk around and watch as he pleased.

Chen Pingan took Xiao Mo and Xian Wei out of the house. The old Taoist priest stood at the door for a moment, and then went about his own affairs.

Chen Pingan came to an ancient cypress tree.

Xianwei asked curiously: "Xiao Mo, what kind of official is Daozheng in the capital?"

Xiao Mo said: "The Taoist priest who is in charge of all the Taoist priests in Dali Capital City."

"What a great official!"

Xianwei was startled, his mind changed rapidly, and he asked tentatively: "Xiao Mo, can you ask Cao Mo to help me find a Taoist priest?"

Xiao Mo shook his head and said, "Go and tell the young master about this yourself."

Suddenly there were a few clear chime sounds.

Chen Pingan came to his senses, put away his thoughts, and said, "Let's go."

Before leaving the Taoist temple, Chen Ping'an found the capital Daozheng, and found that except for Ge Ling, all the Daolu officials in the capital, including Ci Li, Qing Ci, and Zhang Yin, were all staying in the office of Master Daozheng. It seemed that While waiting for Chen Jianxian to show up, Chen Ping'an just pretended that he didn't know what these Daolu were watching, and left with a smile.

Afterwards, he brought Xiaomo and Xianwei to Chongxu Bureau. Because it is the location of the translation office and a new government office built by the Great Li, it looks more majestic than the old Taoist temple, so Xianwei walked tremblingly all the way, not even daring to breathe. Xiao Mo joked, do you need me to help you talk to the young master? Xianwei heard the implication and replied with a smile, Xiaomo, does your home have a bamboo forest? Xiaomo was a little confused and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Chen Pingan finally took off his cloth shoes and sat on the wooden corridor outside a Zen room. Xiao Mo pulled Xianwei to sit on the steps.

Chen Pingan folded his hands on his abdomen and began to close his eyes and rest.

Peace of mind method. Toutu Dharma. Observe the precepts and practice asceticism.

There is an old saying in my hometown, plowing fields on stone cliffs.

It is used to describe the hardship and hard work of a poor person to an exaggerated level.

For some reason, Chen Ping'an came across the Buddhist case in a book for the first time. When he saw the words "grinding bricks into mirrors", he was reminded of this hometown proverb for no reason.

Since each person has his own safe place, of course he also has his own worries, which makes people linger and fight against the wall.

Senior Brother Cui Chang, it may be that the attic in his home where the ladder was removed, he could only see through the small window, the stars were bright, the wind and rain were blowing, the Milky Way was bright, the snow was falling, and the lonely moon was shining brightly.

Or it may be that after leaving his hometown, he looked out the window of a school in a foreign land and watched a poor and impoverished teacher teach the children the knowledge of the sages.

Ah Liang, it might be the mass grave in the wilderness.

Wei Bo may be the woman who entered the water to salvage the fragments of the golden body a thousand years ago.

The ghost of the woman in wedding clothes may be a scholar who recited the books of saints and sages loudly on the mountain road at night to strengthen his courage.

Has been lingering.

The more someone wants to be clear about black and white, the more he wants to distinguish right from wrong, the more painful he will be.

Unconsciously, the dusk drum sounded, and Chen Ping'an still closed his eyes and said: "Xiao Mo, you and Xianwei can go back to the house first."

Xiao Mo said softly: "It's okay, we will just wait for the young master."

As for the immortal captain, he had eaten a vegetarian meal at the Bible Translation Bureau before. The sky is huge and the food is the biggest, and face and other things are put aside. Although sitting here all the time, Xianwei felt a little bored, but compared to the hardships of traveling north all those years, it was actually quite good, just think of it as reminiscing about the bitterness and sweetness here.

After that, when Chen Pingan opened his eyes and looked up, he saw that it was already the center of the moon.

There is a bright moon on a high building, a single shadow, the moonlight is like water and the sky, and you can't hold it in your hands.

Chen Ping'an withdrew his gaze and glanced at Xiao Mo and Xian Wei on the other side of the steps. Xiao Mo was still sitting upright on the other side of the steps. As for Xian Wei, he was very capable and could fall asleep even while sitting. He was snoring like thunder.

Chen Pingan got up and came to the steps and put on his shoes.

Xiao Mo was about to reach out and pat the Xian Wei beside him to wake up. Chen Pingan chuckled softly and said, "It's okay, let him sleep a little longer."

After sitting for half an hour, Chen Pingan patted Xianwei on the head. He said to Xiao Mo: "Hit someone as early as possible."

Xianwei rubbed his eyes and asked confusedly: "What time is it?"

The next sentence is whether you want to have a late night snack.

Chen Pingan took them out of the Bible Translation Bureau, and actually took Xianwei to find a late-night snack stall.

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At the boundary of Longzhou, which was about to be renamed Chuzhou, the old master Yu Hong and his party took the Liquan ferry from the Changchun Palace and chose to disembark at Niujiaodu. They first came to Hongzhu Town, where the three rivers converged, and then took a detour to Yu. Water God Temple in Liquid River.

In the dead of night, Yu Hong visits the Water Temple.

A continent of mountains and rivers, a fourth level of water god.

The golden body of the Goddess of Yuye River is quite high.

At the Water Temple, the temple blessings have been changed a few years ago, but she is not a smart person. There is an endless stream of good men and women who come here to burn incense and make wishes. This woman can only be said to be decent in dealing with others, but among those As for the big pilgrims, her ability to manage relationships was very mediocre, and she even made a few mistakes. As a result, several big pilgrims moved to the Xiuhua River and Chongdan River, but the Water Goddess Li Qingzhu never did anything about it. He moved, as if he thought she was the best candidate for his family's temple blessing.

After Yu Hong announced her identity, she smiled and said that there was no need to bother the Water Goddess, and they could rush to the water house by themselves. As a result, the temple blessing woman, who had no sense of the world, actually did as she was told. She just cast a talisman to clear the way for the water, and her own water house The secret chariot and horse talisman was made when it was put into the water. Yu Hong smiled and didn't care. She took the lead in getting on the carriage. Huang Mei, her direct disciple, looked quite unhappy.

The Xian family's carriages and horses avoided the water and soon arrived at the gate of Shuifu Mansion. The temple Zhu woman and the guard reported the news.

Li Qingzhu quickly went out in person to greet Yuhong, who was enshrined by Da Litou, who was also a martial artist in the Nine Realms.

What's more, in her early years, she had a romantic relationship with one of Yu Hong's direct disciples that caused a lot of excitement in the mountains.

Yu Hong keenly noticed that the Water Goddess always seemed to have a bit of sadness in her eyebrows.

In fact, Li Qingzhu's biggest wish in these years is to seek stability.

It is unimaginable that a righteous god of river water has actually disguised himself several times and went to the Tiger Temple of Piyun Mountain and the Tiefu Jiangshui Temple to burn incense...

In Dali Capital, the Bian family held a wedding banquet.

Lin Shouyi came to Beijing this time specifically to attend the wedding banquet of Shi Jiachun's eldest son.

The last time I met my classmate Shi Jiachun was many years ago when we reunited in my hometown of Huaihuang Town.

It is hard to imagine that Shi Jiachun's son was still a child at that time, and now he is married.

At that class reunion, Shi Chunjia just missed her best friend Li Baoping when she was young.

This time, only Lin Shouyi was present. Li Baoping and Li Huai were not there. Dong Shuijing was temporarily busy and couldn't get away and couldn't come to the capital. However, he was given an astonishing amount of money by someone.

The key is that the person Dong Shuijing entrusted is even more scary. He has a wine gourd hanging around his waist and smells of alcohol. He came here just because he was fooled. This person did not have a self-registration number at all. He only said that he was sending red envelopes to his friend Dong Shuijing. .

Fortunately, someone in the Bian family had sharp eyesight and recognized the other party's identity. Apart from the lazy demeanor of a wealthy family member in the capital, it was actually mostly due to that jug. In the official circles of the capital, and even the entire Dali court, this person was regarded as He is the only one who can bring a wine bottle to the Yamen.

But the other person just left a red envelope and left, and no one dared to keep this person.

Because this person was the "drunkard" Cao Gengxin, who was transferred from the governor of Longzhou to the right minister of the Ministry of Industry of the capital, and then to the minister of the Ministry of Personnel in the capital. He was the eldest grandson of the Cao family of Shangzhu State. Regardless of Cao Gengxin's reputation in the official circles of Dali, or how inconsistent he is as a person and as an official, he is a real third-grade official of Dali Jing.

Moreover, his second uncle was Cao Ping, the hunting envoy.

When the Bian family and their elders got the news, they hurried out to chase Cao Jiuxian. Unexpectedly, the man was swaying, but his steps were not slow. At the corner of the street, there was no trace of him. It seems that during this period, he bumped a woman's shoulder lightly, backed away, bowed in apology, and smiled brightly. Seeing that the man looked handsome, the woman probably didn't feel that she was at a disadvantage, so she just laughed and scolded him.

In addition to Cao Gengxin's appearance, Zhao Yao, who serves as the Minister of Justice, also asked someone to send red envelopes because of his busy official duties, which made the Bian family and the in-laws feel very proud.

Shi Jiachun's husband, Bian Wenmao, came from a noble family in the capital city of Li. His family background was not very prominent. However, Bian Wenmao served in the Hanlin Academy, which was regarded as the "place of prime minister" in his early years, so although he is not a big official now, , but after all, he was born in the first class Qingliu, so the Bian family's family worship is an elder of the ancestor hall of Changchun Palace.

Lin Shouyi was an academy sage at the Cliff Academy in the Great Sui Dynasty, and later became the priest of the Dadu Temple in the capital of the Great Li Dynasty. Earlier, in the two capitals of the Great Li Dynasty and the Great Sui Dynasty, Lin Shouyi was already a very popular person. The existence that is talked about is a typical example of becoming famous at a young age and studying academically. He is a young prodigy at Shanya Academy, but he did not participate in the imperial examination. He has made great progress in practicing.

Lin Shouyi declined the Bian family's invitation and did not sit at the main table.

He sat at the same table with a group of mountain celestial beings.

At the main table, the person with the highest official status was a minister from the Ministry of Industry of Dali, who was invited by the in-laws of the Bian family.

In addition, there is Yang Shuang, a very young man who is exploring the beauty, and Wang Qinruo, one of the fifteen second-level Jinshi.

Both of them were considered latecomers to the Dali Imperial Academy, but Bian Wenmao didn't dare to act like senior officials in relation to these two.

There was also Fu Yu, who had just been transferred back to the capital from the prefecture of Baoxi County, and took the initiative to chat with Lin Shouyi for a few words.

Lin Shouyi, as a scholar born in Dali, is also a Nascent Soul cultivator who is inconspicuous!

The old woman worshiped by the Bian family was in the Dragon Gate realm. Although her realm was not high, she was still considered a member of the Ancestral Master Hall in the Changchun Palace. When the disciples of the Changchun Palace went down the mountain to practice, she was mostly the guardian and leader, and there was never any mistake. Except for that "remaining rice", the old woman still has lingering fears.

In addition, the four Changchun Palace genealogical cultivators she brought were all young female cultivators, Zhongnan. Chu Mengjiao. Lin Caifu. Han Bi Crow.

The senior one is Zhong Nan, and all the old women have to call her "Sister Aunt". As for Chu Mengjiao and Han Biya, they were both from official families in Lijing City, and their families did not have much friendship with the Bian family.

Zhong Nan would glance at Lin Shouyi from time to time.

Chu Mengjiao kept peeking at the man who was famous in the capital.

Lin Caifu looked at Wang Qinruo, one of the newly appointed Maolin men, because the talisman he was given as a gift was slightly strange, as if there was a thread of marriage.

Yang Tanhua is handsome and handsome, and Wang Maolin is talented.

For female monks from the Changchun Palace, choosing a beloved man to become a Taoist partner and then growing old together is a spiritual practice that cannot be bypassed. It doesn't matter whether the chosen Taoist companion is from the mountains or not.

Only Han Biya was immersed in eating vegetables. She had to get her share of the money back!

Lin Shouyi was confused, wondering why the young woman from Changchun Palace was looking at him frequently. know? Why don't you have any impression?

Of course he didn't remember that the first time they met was when Lin Shouyi went on a long trip. In Red Candle Town, one was on the shore and the other was on the boat. At that time, they were just teenagers.

Lin Shouyi stayed at the wedding banquet until the end. Almost all the guests had dispersed. Shi Jiachun was still more childish. He ignored his son and daughter-in-law and came to sit next to Lin Shouyi alone, laughing and teasing Lin Shouyi. Envy or not, your own son has already married a wife. It's a good thing that you, Lin Shou, are still a bachelor. You are lucky to be a god on the mountain, otherwise you would have to be called an old man. Why, are you planning to wait until my grandson gets married and you continue to come here alone to have a wedding banquet?

Lin Shouyi smiled and said nothing.

After being tapped on the shoulder, Lin Shou turned around and saw the guy. He said angrily: "It's ridiculous to hide away from the wedding banquet."

The woman looked at the man in blue shirt and long coat, and she blurted out: "Chen Pingan?!"

In fact, Shi Jiachun has not seen Chen Ping'an for more than 20 years.

I don't know why, but I can recognize it at a glance.

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile, handed out a red envelope, and said with a smile: "Don't be too little, courtesy is light but affection is heavy."

Unexpectedly, Shi Jiachun opened the red envelope directly, his eyes widened, and the age-old money lover immediately grinned, two... Xiaoshu coins!

When Shi Jiachun returned to his hometown last time, he also failed to see Chen Ping'an. She vaguely knew some gossip. In addition to taking over the Shi family's two shops in Qilong Lane, Chen Ping'an also bought several hills to the west and became a big landowner. He became a rich man and became rich. I just heard that Chen Ping'an seems to be away from his hometown all year round, and likes to be busy outside. He is relatively close to Wei Bo, the king of Piyun Mountain, and he has gained a huge support that ordinary people can't imagine. It is difficult not to make money.

Good thing.

Good man rewarded.

Shi Jiachun's memory of Chen Ping'an was a little blurry, but there was only one reassuring memory.

But Shi Jiachun didn't say a word about these things, even from her husband's side.

Chen Pingan sat on the chair next to Lin Shouyi. Shi Jiachun laughed loudly, put away the red envelope generously, went to get a pot of wine and two wine glasses, and handed one to Chen Pingan. He sat aside and gave Chen Pingan first. After filling up the wine, he did not forget to joke: "I have a daughter waiting to get married. Before the next wedding banquet, I will definitely send you an invitation. The share of the money will be as per today's specifications! But don't Forgot, just like Lin Shouyi said, you can’t avoid wedding wine.”

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "No problem, as long as I don't travel far, I will definitely come."

Shi Jiachun smiled and said, "Are you getting married?"

It is not much more difficult for gods on the mountain to find a Taoist couple than it is for men and women to get married at the foot of the mountain.

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded: "The letter of appointment has been issued. We haven't officially gotten married yet, but it will be soon."

Shi Jiachun squinted at Lin Shouyi and clicked his tongue, "Look at Chen Ping'an, then look at yourself."

Lin Shou took a sip of wine.

Lin Shouyi suddenly turned his head and looked towards the door.

Two unexpected guests came to congratulate him.

Emperor Song He of Dali and Queen Yu Mian.

Shi Jiachun was still muttering, "Who is it? So arrogant, my husband and two elders are all sweating."

What are you afraid of? Chen Pingan is here anyway.

Lin Shouyi had already stood up, coughed with Shi Jiachun, and said softly: "It's His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress."

Shi Jiachun rolled his eyes at Lin Shouyi, could he tell a joke?

However, Shi Jiachun quickly got up.

Even if the Bian family has the surname Shangzhu, His Majesty the Emperor will be able to attend their children's weddings. What are they thinking about? They are just dreaming.

But when she looked around her again, she saw that Chen Ping'an hadn't gotten up yet and was busy drinking.

Chen Pingan put down his wine glass.

Lin Shouyi had already taken Shi Jiachun to a drinking table elsewhere. Bian Wenmao came to his wife's side unsteadily and held her hand hard. Until this moment, Shi Jiachun could not believe that Lin Shouyi was really not joking.

Silence fell.

Emperor Song He walked to the wine table, bowed and saluted, "Song He has met Mr. Chen."

Chen Pingan stood up and asked with a smile: "Is something wrong?"

The emperor said: "I sincerely request Mr. Chen to serve as the Great Li Imperial Advisor."